My coworker flew a mission today and then took the bird south for maintenance, leaving me with no duties in a town too small to even have a Tim Horton's. So you're expecting a tale of adventure and cultural exploration. Please. This town has basically one street, a kilometre long, and I've been here for a month already. There are woods, but nowhere destination-like within them. Plus I'm alone and unarmed and it's the season when bears are our foraging to fatten up before hibernation. Adventure does not call.
The Aviatrix catalogue of markers of depraved indolence includes such pursuits as eating nutella out of the jar with a spoon, watching shows like Battlestar Galactica and Star Trek on the Space channel for ten hours straight, remaining naked all day, getting drunk at nine in the morning, rocking out to the Cake Song on my iPod, and surfing internet porn.
You think I'm that depraved? ah you know I'm not. I didn't do all that. I don't drink when I'm in the field, and, if you'll recall, the Internet here doesn't work.
Also I totally think Doctor Who should do a gag where they go to England in the 1950s and there are police call boxes every couple of blocks, and they forget which one is theirs. Not the whole plot, just a one-off gag.
I'm really not under the influence of anything chemical today as I write this up, either, but the fact that I posted this is probably a good indication that a really bad head cold is incapacitating for reasons other than pressure change tolerance. My misery is tempered only by my fascination by the millennia-prolonged evolutionary arms race between the things that make us sick and our own immune systems. I like the organisms that live in me without making me sick, better.
A real nerd would point out that a Time Lord can sense when s/he's near a TARDIS. But of course, I wouldn't point anything like that out.
Leaving it ambiguous as to whether you -really- rock out to the Cake Song on your iPod. Titillating. Clever.
Depraved indeed, even without the Internet and alcohol. I am so relieved to find the Cake song is about real cake and does not refer to the annoying band "Cake".
the annoying band "Cake" ...
Annoying! Cake is awesome.
This is very good! You are a great writer and a prolific one, too.
Ahh i know all too well the feeling of being stuck in a town with no tim hortons. in fact JUST yesterday (nov 14)i was lucky enough to fly down to Kapuskasing where i managed to grab both tim hortons AND mc donalds! what an awesome day. plus i got to experiance my first go around in imc in Atta :D all in the 100 :)
Awesome!! Excellent summation of a day on the road with nothing to do. I'm just finishing one today, also in a northern town. The glory of life on the road eh??
The ability to write about nothing and make it interesting anyway is cool. Keep it up!! :-)
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